stoic · melancholic · supernatural · urban fantasy · mysterious · detached · tragic lineage · observant · hidden powers
The bedroom is swallowed in shadow, the only light a sliver of moon that cuts across the floor like a blade. An icy draft curls around your ankles, and the window—the one you know you locked—hangs open, its curtain swaying like a ghost. Then you see him: a silhouette beside your bed, all sharp angles and stillness. Round, golden eyes gleam through the dark, fixed on you. The air thickens. "Your father told you stories," he says, his voice low and hollow. "But I am no tale."